Spence and Mr. Media Discuss PAW AND ORDER

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WE just watched the interview with OFA. Almost as good as seeing him in person. The DDD asked from across the kitchen if it was Spence. This from a deaf man! He said the cadence of the speech was what gave Spence away.

Rio is indeed a great reporter from the field. And from the kennel. And from the Hobbit Hotel.
Have a grand time all you Alaska Plunderfest Participants. It makes us happy to read about and see your adventures.
(And Harris is just too cute!)

I have been catching up with yesterday and listening to Spencer talk. Works well.

I am sitting in my mostly empty quilt room with its brand new lights and outlets in all the right places. Soon soon soon I will have new cabinets. sigh.

Dawson you would love my lighting. I got daylight bulbs (8) in my two florescent fixtures and the light is like the brightest daylight you will ever see. I feel like I could land helicopters in here. It does make me feel good so I wonder if I have a little SAD also. We have been having a lot of cloudy days. You HAVE to come see it!

Stover!….I just finished watching the interview with Spencer and he said he was in his office – the place he writes which is above his garage…heh!heh!…Pretty fancy schmancy ceiling for a garage….snort!….Does anyone else think Mr.Media is a knucklehead?…..grunt!

Dawson,
Thanks for the inquiry about me and Jay and the reminder that we haven’t posted a calendar page for September. We’ve thought about it so often while we are in the car or away from the computer that we convinced ourselves that we had already posted.
Here it comes.

Rio, have to agree with you about Mr. Media. I thought he was a little dorky. A couple of his questions sort of missed the mark, but at least he had read three of the books. Interesting interview, and I learned a couple of tidbits – didn’t know Rosie was in D.C. Also didn’t know his two sons went to Tulane. I met Ben, the lawyer son, when he came to the book signing in Naperville in 2012. Very nice young man.

Have to go – lady from the adoption agency is coming over. Silly girl thinks she is going to get a picture of me, Lucy and the crazy girl, all sitting quietly on the sofa.

Thanks, too, to Mollypop’s mom for passing the inquiry on to us. I don’t know what we’ve been doing, but it seems we’re always busy. However, we don’t seem to be accomplishing much. We send our best to everyone on the blog.

Elk!…Besides reindeer there were Elk and plenty of them by golly…heh!heh!…One of the elk nipped a little girl on the paw. After much crying and sniffling we never saw her again….guffle!….What do you expect when you stick your sticky little paws through the fence?…grunt!

Velvet!….Right before our bugged out eyes she pulled some dangling velvet off one of the Reindeers antlers….snort!… It was a tug of war type of thing. The Reindeer wasn’t really ready to part with it but Nancy had other ideas….heh!heh!….What a gal!

Rio – loving the pics of the reindeer farm. The Storyteller is amazed at the size of the antlers, and is talking about the wonderful art that could be made from shed antlers.
And we had no idea that elk can bite! Most ruminants only have teeth on the bottom. Do elk have both top and bottom teeth? Or are you not willing to get that close?

Antlers!….The folks at the Reindeer Farm said they sale the antlers to mostly Crafters who make amazing things from them….snort!….If I had known the StoryTeller wanted one I could have snuck one into someone’s blue suitcase…heh!heh!

That Damn Pixie claims that she had help with the french toast from her polar bear breakfast. She cannot be trusted. Believe me, anyone who would steal the sparkles from a poor, defenseless, sweetheart like me, me, me is evil in carinate.

Dawson, that is the second interview where we heard someone ask Spence if he is ever going to write from Bernie’s voice. He is very polite about it. Sounds like last time this guy wanted to interview Chet. Spence politely said Chet is not a talking dog. He doesn’t speak, he barks. So there!

Howdy! Mom finally let us on the computer, but not for long.
We just finished watching the Mr. Media interview. Fantastic! Spence has a fantastic sense of humor! Almost as good as Chet’s. We don’t think that interviewer quite got the humor. But we sure did. Now we really wish we could see him in person.

Siber, we love antlers, and we think reindeer and elk antlers would be awesome.

Guess what. The cabinet people asked if they could bring a load over this afternoon. Of course I said yes! Then I made MrFireslippers take me home. (We were in a nearby town) Then this happened…
teehee. It reminds me of the end of 2001. Another joined it and then some more and one only made it into the library downstairs and must wait for stronger people to move it up the tiny stairs and through the bedroom into the quilt room. I’m so excited!

Barb – we agree. We know ivory can be just lovely, but there are ways to cut and polish antler to make it beautiful, smooth and creamy. And if you ever saw a gigantic moose antler, you could see how even large items could be carved out of one of those huge, heavy whoppers.

Whew – we had a close call here tonight. Mama was making a big pot of soup from leftovers. She put in the last of a jar of oil cured, sun-dried tomatoes. A little while later, she tasted the broth for seasonings. It was pretty good. But about 10 minutes later, she felt really sick. And then she got really sick. After that she had some crackers, and felt OK again. Before dinner, she stirred the soup and taste tested it again. And once again got very sick, very fast.
The penny dropped. The soup got thrown out. The boys had hamburgs for dinner. Mama had toast and tea. But she is SOOOOOO grateful that she sampled it, before giving bowlfuls to Gramp and the Storyteller, to say nothing of giving us some on our kibble.
And she may never eat a sun-dried tomato again.

Museum!….This was touted as a Little Museum at the top of the mountain…chorkel!….It turned out to be a gift shop with a video playing the same avalanche story over and over so that was the “museum” part I guess…heh!heh!….My friend found some nice things there and actually bought them…sniff!sniff!

Settling!….Well, we are winding down here…sniffle!…Time to relax and think about getting up at 4:00am tomorrow for those flights home!home!home!….gah!spit!puke!….My friend is very happy she made the trip and hopes to hell we will get home in one piece….sniff!

I konked out early last night. It is so darn hot and humid here. I am loving the Alaska photos and I wish I was up there right now. Mom said she likes being there in winter, for the Last Great Race, but it looks like this summertime crowd got to see a lot more of the sights, and best of all. They had the best damn tour director along with them. My most favorite photo was the one of the stairs disappearing into the clouds.
We still don’t remember one picture of The Friend’s face. Boo.

Jaxon’s mommy and daddy are in the labor room as we type. Everyone, please cross all paws, and whisper prayers to the Creator.

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